In less than half an hour, Leng Jingtian appeared in front of them. The gloom on his cheeks was enough to freeze everything here, especially the look he was looking at Wen Yin, which was so horrifying that it made people tremble.
"Haha...you're still here!"
Leng Xiaohui smiled so wildly that her crimson face faced Leng Jingtian, trying to get closer to him.
Wen Yin stood aside, not daring to move or make the slightest sound.
"Nighthawk, send her back." Leng Jingtian ordered Nighthawk behind him in a deep voice, without leaving any room for error, while Xie Si glanced at Wen Yin to one side.
The sharp light was dazzling, but it refused to relax for a moment and stared at her. Forced, Wen Yin could only lower her head timidly.
"No...why should I ask him to send me back? I don't want it! I want you to send me back! I want you to send me back."
Leng Xiaohui's screams became louder and more arrogant because of Leng Jingtian's arrival! It was like Leng Jingtian was the protector! And as long as she loses her temper, the more Leng Jingtian can do nothing to her!
Seeing that Leng Jingtian was silent, Leng Xiaohui became even more aggressive, grabbing his clothes and yelling loudly.
Leng Jingtian's face became darker because of her willfulness.
"Leng Xiaohui! If you keep messing around, you can walk back alone." There was no trace of tenderness in the stern voice.
Staring at Leng Xiaohui's drunken appearance, the fire in his chest was burning hot! There was a strong momentum to turn everything here into ashes.
"Nighthawk! Take her back."
Say it again, indicating that it is Leng Jingtian's last ultimatum.
Nighthawk did not hesitate any longer, and stepped forward to pull Leng Xiaohui, "Miss Leng, please." Although his tone was very polite, his movements were extremely forceful and arrogant. In just a few strokes, he lifted Leng Xiaohui onto his shoulders.
Rushing out the door...
"Damn it, let me down! Leng Jingtian, what do you mean? Please explain it to me clearly..."
Leng Xiaohui, who was carried out, screamed, roared, and punched and kicked Nighthawk, but Nighthawk did not relax at all. Regardless of the looks from everyone, he still dragged Leng Xiaohui out neatly.
Her raging yelling voice gradually disappeared from Wen Yin's ears, but it also increased the horror in her heart. Her eyes couldn't help but glance at Leng Jingtian, who was standing there as cold as frost, and a strong sense of fear came over her.
The next second, Wen Yin's feet that were frozen in place suddenly moved, and she walked out without any control of her brain.
The fear in her heart forced her to no longer think about the consequences.
As soon as she took a few steps, Leng Jingtian grabbed her hard from behind.
A voice as cold as a cold pool suddenly sounded above Wen Yin's head, "Do you want to escape? I want to see where you can escape."
After finishing speaking, he roughly tied Wen Yin tightly in his arms and pulled her into the car arbitrarily. Then, he only heard the sharp screeching sound of the engine, which took a long time to subside...
----------------------------------"Let me go! It's none of my business! It's Xiaohui herself
Gotta go there.”
Wen Yin did not remain silent. While resisting, she did not forget to express her position!
Leng Jingtian ignored her explanation completely, and hearing her excuses only made him more angry.
"shut up!"
Leng Jingtian suddenly clamped down on Wen Yin's chin, so hard that he was about to pull it off, and pressed hard against her soft body. There was no trace of pity under his eyes.
"If you hadn't instigated her? Would Xiaohui be so aggressive and go clubbing? Or do you want to say something to her?"
Do you want to tell Leng Xiaohui about the relationship between you and her? Thinking of this, Leng Jingtian's eyes burst out with bright red and enchanting colors.
That dazzling red color seemed to be able to swallow up Wen Yin easily...
The feeling of being wronged made the pain all over Wen Yin become even more raging and crazy!
"Yes, it was me who encouraged Xiaohui to go to the bar to drink! It was me who led her astray, and I wanted to tell her even more that the person she liked was just one..."
Before Wen Yin could finish her impulsive words, there was a "pop" sound, and Leng Jingtian's heavy slap fell on her pale face! The crisp sound sounded extremely harsh.
"I want to tell her that the person she likes is just a cruel and bloodthirsty person, and he is not worthy of her love at all! Moreover, he is also a person who is not single-minded in his feelings!"
Wen Yin didn't stop there.
This slap drove her to work harder to speak out the words, and she couldn't bear it for a moment!
After saying that, she deliberately brought her face closer to Leng Jingtian, "Hit him! Hit him as hard as you want!" It's best to beat him to death!
Her stubbornness was fully displayed, and she and Leng Jingtian looked at each other angrily, without any fear! It was as if she didn't care about life and death.
"Do you think I don't dare?"
Leng Jingtian was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stared at her! He raised his hand again, and at this time, the tears in Wen Yin's eyes suddenly fell down.
She didn't speak anymore, she just maintained her original posture and made the best mental preparation.
What's a slap in the face? Wen Yin made a mocking sound in her heart.
When tears flowed down his cheeks, Leng Jingtian's heart was suddenly shocked.
The hand in the air tightened! The sinister voice passed over Wen Yin's head again, "I told you not to do little tricks behind my back! If you want to play tricks, I can play with you to the end! But, who?
Who can afford it and who can’t afford it will be revealed in the end!"
The anger seemed to have faded a bit, but the coldness of the voice did not diminish.
Hearing his arrogant voice, Wen Yin's hatred became even more rampant in her body!
Just because he is rich and powerful, he can trample on people's self-esteem at will, and even trample others under his feet, never to recover? If this is the case, will all the poor have to die?
Heartbreaking pain and anger occupied her whole body and mind. Her eyes staring at Leng Jingtian were full of anger, "Yes! I can't afford it! But, I want to tell you! Mr. Leng,
You will not be so lucky in your life! There are always bumps and bumps in life! Today, you are arrogant and rampant, maybe tomorrow you will have nothing!"
It was as if the Wen family, a wealthy and happy family, was suddenly completely destroyed and had nothing left! Only her and her mother were left barely alive...
"Are you cursing me?"
Leng Jingtian's anger, which had calmed down a little, suddenly increased several times.
As sharp as a hawk, he stared at Wen Yin for a moment through his stern glasses, and the veins on his handsome face were still clearly exposed, showing his anger.
"Are you cursing me? Huh?" He asked again, and the high decibel volume could not be dissipated in the bedroom for a long time.
Wen Yin could easily sense his fear and stepped back in fear.
She knew that because of her quick talk, she was about to be in trouble...
She shook her head in fear, from slow to fast, and then she wanted to escape quickly. Just as her idea was formed, Leng Jingtian had already taken a step forward of her, and threw her on the bed with a loud "bang".
"If you really love Xiaohui, you shouldn't get involved with other women!"
After being thrown off, Wen Yin felt like she was about to fall apart! But she still refused to give in and argued, as if she was secretly accusing him of something wrong.
Leng Jingtian didn't make a sound this time. Instead, he grabbed Wen Yin's wrist sharply and forcefully, and easily browned each other's clothes. His lips began to touch her delicate neck, from top to bottom, inch by inch.
skin, plundered.
I don’t want to stop at it, as if it’s the end of the world without tomorrow, I must completely and completely vent all my anger and dissatisfaction today...
Clear and heavy kiss marks were branded on Wen Yinfu's white skin.
One after another, delicate blue and purple flowers bloom at the collarbone, so charming that people's hearts are in full bloom.
This time, a certain part of Leng Jingtian's body did have a big reaction. The hot and swollen part seemed to be in urgent need of solution, but it seemed that he was not in a hurry to possess her. He waited unhurriedly and tortured her slowly...
He wickedly picked up the bud on Wen Yin's chest, using such force that it was as if he would never give up until he bit it off!
"Ah... shut up!"
Wen Yin heard a sharp stinging sound, followed by hysterical screams in his throat.
Wen Yin's slender hands hit Leng Jingtian hard on the back, but he didn't react at all. He was as steady as Mount Tai, and no one could knock him down!
"Shut up..." He screamed desperately but couldn't get Leng Jingtian to let go.
There was a strange light under his eyes, and he followed the pink bud all the way down, with no intention of letting her go.
Her private parts resisted his arrogance, trying to prevent him from entering, but he jumped up and penetrated her body forcefully.
Wen Yin was so painful that she burst into tears again as she plunged into the dry corridor arrogantly.
Is this interesting? Every time something doesn't go his way, he tortures himself in this way? Is he a psychopath? Or is he simply a devil? He casually destroys a person! And he doesn't destroy a single point.
Not left...
"hug me!"
A low growl escaped Leng Jingtian's mouth.
She heard it! But she refused to take action! Instead, her hands fled far away from his back and stayed on both sides.
"I don't..." If he doesn't make it easy for her, she will never let him succeed!
Hearing that she was disobedient, Leng Jingtian hit her core hard, forcing her, "Hold me tight!" He repeated his order again, his voice was so gloomy that it was completely commanding.
Seeing that Wen Yin didn't move for a long time, he turned her body over irritably, with her back facing him! He took possession of her from behind without hesitation.
At the same time, Wen Yin's tears of humiliation also fell miserably!
What Leng Xiaohui wants most is what she wants least! She is like the humblest slave, enduring the most blasphemous and coldest occupation from her master...